Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Amy walked into Cole's house with Tris and Cole. Finally, she was moving in with her mate and husband to be. They had both being in every blog, magazines and the E news since their first public appearance together at Kayla's wedding. The news of Cole proposing to her Kayla's wedding spread like wildfire.

"Hurray! I finally get to sleep in my cool room!" Tris was thrilled as he ran up the stairs to the room he had been in before.

"Be careful," Amy called after him with a chuckle.

Cole pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. He had a devilish glint in his eyes. She placed her hands on his chest. "What are you doing?" She asked, eying him with a smile.

"We're finally alone," he replied, pulling her in for a kiss.

She leaned back playfully. "We're not alone yet, Cole. The gammas are still bringing in the luggage,"

He looked around. "I don't see one now though, besides, you're my wife already. There's no hiding," he said with a smirk as he leaned closer to her.

"Just a little sugar," he added and she chuckled. She leaned back to him and just as she was about to press her lips with his, the door opened and two gammas walked in bearing luggages.

Cole growled and she chuckled as she pulled away from him.

"Is that the last?" He asked, turning to them.

"No, alpha," they replied and he gritted his teeth.

"Hurry up and leave," he said authoritatively and they nodded and headed up the stairs.

Amy smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Do not worry, you'll get some sugar soon," she replied as she pressed a light kiss close to lips as one of her hand slid down to the flyer of his trousers, teasingly.

"Amy..." He surrendered to her torture as his hand squeezed her waist.

She chuckled evilly as she wiggled out of his arms. With a teasing smile, she walked away, swaying her waist.

Cole watched her leave, desire stirred inside of him. A little smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. Did she just fucking tease me? He asked himself, his eyes still on her till she disappeared into the hallway.

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"Mom, what's for dinner?" Tris asked as he walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes tiredly. He had been glued to the TV screen, playing video games with his father.

"Hey, baby," Amy responded as she glanced his way. "Chicken and sausage jambalaya rice with some Chantilly cake," she said as she chopped some bell peppers.

"Sounds yum," he replied with a smile. "Do you need help?" He asked.

She flashed a smile his way. "No, baby. Thank you,"

"Okay, I'll be in my room," he said as he turned away.

"Dinner will be ready soon," she replied.

"Okay, mom," he responded as he walked out of the kitchen.

In a few minutes, Amy was stirring the chopped peppers, red onions and celery in the heated olive oil.

Cole walked into the kitchen, inhaling the heavenly smell. "Something smells delicious," he said.

Amy glanced his way and chuckled. "Are you and Tris taking your turn to come check out what I am doing in the kitchen?" She asked.

He grinned as he walked closer to her. "Maybe," he replied as he slipped his arms around her, hugging her from behind.

He inhaled her scent as he kissed her bare shoulder.

She let out a little giggle as he gave her a love bite on her ear.

"If you continue this way, we'll end up having only dessert for dinner," she said as she tried to stop the desires that began to spread down her legs.

"I don't mind. As long as I get to have you," he replied as he trailed kisses down the side of her neck.

Amy swallowed in desire and then it dawned on her that Cole was paying her back for what she did earlier this morning. "Cole," she said with a sigh, trying to resist him.

"Do you need my help?" He volunteered.

"With what exactly?" She asked as she turned off the heat on the sizzling peppers as she freed herself from his grasp and walked over to the cabinet to pick up a spice. She reached for the cabinet, but Cole held her hand, turning her around as he slammed her back on the counter. She gasped and his eyes penetrated deep into hers before diverting to her heaving chest.

"Do you really want to know what I can help you with?" He asked, desire clearly visible in his voice as his hand pinned hers on the cabinet. He was hot for her.

A shiver went down her spine in a good way. She knew she asked for this, but she had to wiggle out of it. "Are you not hungry?" She asked him.

He leaned closer to her. "Only hungry for you," he replied as he sucked on her neck.

Amy bit back a moan as she held back from clinging onto him.

"Tris wouldn't like it if he doesn't get any dinner, Cole. It's his favorite," she said huskily.

Cole pulled away from her neck and gazed at her. Satisfied with the look of desire he saw in her eyes, he smirked.

"For the sake of Tris. But, you know what's coming after," he replied as he let go of her and walked out of the kitchen.

Amy was quite surprised that he let her go until she realized what he had done. "The crazy man," she muttered with a chuckle. He had stirred her up.

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After dinner, Amy walked into the bathroom, letting the shower run through her hair, down her spine.

She was done with her shower and walking out of the bathroom, Cole was seated on the bed, going through the emails on his phone. The instant she walked out of the bathroom, he paused in what he was doing as he looked at her.

A devilish thought entered Amy's head and slowly and seductively, she let the towel fall down her feet. Cole swallowed and his phone slipped down his hand as he looked at her hungrily.

She walked over to him, teasingly and Cole fought for composure. A tantalizing smile was on her face as she got closer to him. As soon as she leaned closer to him, her breasts touching his chest, Cole pulled her hard against himself and she gasped as her breasts squared flat against his chest.

He turned her over, her body underneath him. "You've been a very bad girl," he growled.

She smiled devilishly as she slid her hand down to his dick. "Why don't you punish me then, hm?"

That was all he needed as he took over her. In a frenzy, his clothes were taken off and their body merged.

They kissed like their life depended on it. Each of them giving and taking. His fiery hands roamed her body, igniting waves of pleasures in her as she moaned endlessly. He trailed kisses down her stomach and as his tongue met the lips of her vulva, Amy clenched the sheets as she moaned hard. His tongue darted in and out of her in circles as his fingers played with her clit. She sank her fingers in his hair, clinging on to him. When she was close to her peak, he pulled away and she sighed in dissatisfaction.

Pinning her hands above her head as he spread her legs apart, he plunged into her, burying his dick into her tight walls. She threw her head back in throes of ecstasy.

Pummeling deep into her, she followed his rhythm as her waist moved to his every beat. In the heat of passion, his wolf took over as he leaned into her neck. "Mine," he growled as he grazed her neck with his teeth and she let out a little gasp. They fused as one, reaching their peaks and she writhed spasmodically beneath him as he spilled his seed into her.